A nightmare, Patricia thought. The trip from New York to London had been a nightmare of lightning streaks threatening the plane and vast buffetings and bellowings of thunder and airsickness. But the trip had been heaven compared to the real nightmare she was enduring now. The trip had seemed worth the trouble, because she could still envision the great house she would inherit. And she could imagine the great halls with their paintings of her ancestors, the dukes and duchesses, the earls. . .
I'll nip over and check it out, if only for the reason that the name Brad Mengel rings a bell for some reason and I can't quite place it. (Word for verification is 'scary' :) )
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I'll nip over and check it out, if only for the reason that the name Brad Mengel rings a bell for some reason and I can't quite place it. (Word for verification is 'scary' :) )
Mystery solved re the name Brad Mengel and why it sounded familiar to me; Myths for the Modern Age.
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